Waste Superpower? I Can Become Stronger Just By Breathing

"How is that possible?" Sugu defended, "I chopped down almost five thousand human stakes this morning."

"Just brag, you can really cut down five thousand, and you will cut down all the inventory in Wu Yi's martial arts gym."

Ma Mingjie randomly picked up a piece of abalone and put it into his mouth, chewed it and swallowed it before changing the topic.

"Brother Su, you can come to work in my company after graduation. As long as I can take the lead, you can choose whatever position you want. After my father makes way for me, we can work together."

Sugu looked at Ma Mingjie's sincere eyes and was stunned for a moment.

Then he smiled and said, "Why, you don't believe me either?"

Although Ma Mingjie's family is rich, the company they own has little to do with martial arts. Ma Mingjie is obviously helping him think of a way out after the college entrance examination.

"That's right. You are about to take the martial arts exam. Brother, you shouldn't bring this up now."

"I'm paying for this meal."

Ma Mingjie buried his face in the bowl, and in the steaming white smoke, the two ended the topic of conversation again.

Sugu was silent for a moment, then noticed that the food on the table disappeared quickly, and realized something was wrong.

"Damn it, you idiot! Leave some for me."

Sugu raised his chopsticks and grabbed it.

"Grandson, grab your father's bowl with your chopsticks!"

...

After having dinner with Ma Mingjie, Sugu went home directly.

He had already measured his current abilities in the martial arts gym, and Teacher Zhou Li also gave him a note.

Sugu will prepare to carefully adjust his physical condition at home in the next few days.

Nine days later, he will be in peak condition to face the college entrance examination.

In addition, he also needs to report to the government the weapons needed for the martial arts test.

The weapons in his home can only be used for practice. If he wants to use them to kill the star aliens who will definitely appear in the exam, they are not enough.

If I were to buy it myself, my family would really have no money, and there would be no way to buy it. So we have no choice but to turn to the federal government.

While Sugu was preparing for the martial arts exam, his class teacher Zhou Li was very busy because of his affairs.

After reporting all the students' wishes for the liberal arts and martial arts exams, the principal's phone calls came one after another.

"How did you become a class teacher?! You actually let a child with inferior abilities take the martial arts exam! You are so irresponsible."

On the mobile phone, the principal’s scolding voice kept coming out.

"This is also the child's wish. As a teacher, I can only guide and cannot interfere with his choice." Zhou Li replied weakly.

"The premise of respecting children is to be responsible for their safety! This year's martial arts exam has become more difficult. For children without special powers, taking the martial arts exam will simply lead to death."

"Later, you go call the child named Sugu and tell him that since he has already registered, the school cannot change the uploaded registration form. Ask him to give up the exam immediately and come to school to repeat the exam next year. Don’t charge him tuition.”

The principal of Hangcheng No. 1 Middle School hung up the phone after saying this unquestionable order.

How could she, as a teacher, disobey the principal?

Zhou Li sighed slightly, opened her phone's address book, and scrolled down to Sugu's name.

She stared blankly at the green dial button, but ultimately did not press it.

If Sugu just chose the martial arts test on a whim, there would be no need for the principal to find her. As the head teacher, she would stop her at any cost.

But knowing that Sugu was fine, she sneaked into the equipment room of the martial arts examination class to exercise her body. He spent all his spare time borrowing combat technique books. His efforts lasted for three full years and it was by no means a whim.

She even knew that although many students in the class were jealous of Sugu and still insisted on taking the martial arts exam, many people also secretly regarded him as an opponent to compete with him.

Why do you want to take the martial arts test every day and still get the first place in our literary test?

This makes it much easier for her to manage students.

"The student has been working hard for three years, but he didn't even try, and then he was asked to give up. This shouldn't be done."

"And even if you fail, isn't pain a part of youth?"

Zhou Li put down her phone and sighed in her heart.

Nine days later, the martial arts test day arrived.

Sugu opened his eyes on the futon. Next to him were three standard weapons made of fine steel that he had declared from the government.

A knife, a gun, a pair of daggers.

Although Su Guquan is proficient in weapons, it is impossible for the government to move the weapons store to the examination room just for him. It is impossible for Sugu to take the exam with a sack of equipment, as that would affect his performance.

You can only choose a maximum of three.

These three choices were made by Sugu after careful consideration and were enough to cope with all situations in the examination room.

He clasped his hands together and stood up from the futon with only the strength of his feet.

Opening his eyes, he felt that both his mind and body had been adjusted to peak condition, and then he slowly walked out of the door with three weapons.

"Xiao Su has an exam today. You must work hard and strive to get into a good university so that our community can benefit from it."

"Don't put too much pressure on Xiao Su. The martial arts exam is dangerous. Xiao Su, you have to ensure your own safety first."

"Have you had breakfast, Xiao Su? Come to my house and have a meal first."

"Brother Xiao Su, come on."

After going out, all the neighbors he met greeted him one after another and cheered Sugu on with a smile.

Sugudu responded with a smile.

Among them, Grandpa Liu, the most enthusiastic person in the community, was waiting for Sugu at the door early. He handed a prayer talisman he had obtained from the temple to Sugu. Sugu held the talisman firmly and hung it on the handle of the long knife.

"Xiao Su, please come on."

"good!"

With the expectations of his neighbors, Sugu stepped out of the community and headed all the way to school.

Near the school, a group of parents stood by the car and repeatedly warned their children. He could even see Ma Mingjie's father who was busy with everything.

After all, this is probably the most important exam in life.

Sugu's heart moved slightly as he stepped into the campus. More than 40 camouflage troop carriers were parked in the campus parking lot.

On the next journey, the military will escort these students who may become martial artists in the future to the examination site to take the martial arts exam.

"Brother, here, this, this!"

Ma Mingjie's voice sounded, and Sugu followed the sound.

He saw Ma Mingjie, the head teacher Zhou Li, and his classmates from the liberal arts exam class.

"Why are you still here? Isn't the literary test over?"

Sugu looked at them and said doubtfully.

Liu Jingjing, the squad leader and academic committee member of the literary examination class, came out. She looked at Su Gu and said seriously:

"Sugu, everyone used to laugh at you because they were jealous of you, just as you said. As people like you who have been deemed unable to become warriors, we are jealous of your persistence."

"But your continuous hard work over the past three years has indeed become a beam of light in the hearts of many students."

"On behalf of everyone, I want to say I'm sorry."

"Now that the students have finished their college entrance examination and are staying here, they just want to cheer you on."

Behind Liu Jingjing, cheers from her classmates immediately sounded.

"That's right, Sugu, come on, let them see, who said that liberal arts candidates can't take the martial arts exam!"

"That's right, who said you can't be a warrior if you have poor abilities? Come back after attending a key university."

"Come on, Sugu."

Sugu smiled brightly and waved to these classmates one by one.

"Damn it, why do you guys only call me Sugu and no one calls me by my name?" Ma Mingjie on the side said loudly:

"I also worked hard for the martial arts exam, okay! I've lost weight in the past two days."

"I think it's more reliable for us to go out and cheer for your father." Sugu said seriously.

"Hahaha~"

For a moment, the class burst into laughter.

After completing registration with the class teacher, Sugu and Ma Mingjie entered the personnel carrier and prepared to enter the examination room.